My Return to Springfield: 386 Reviews of TV’s Most Infamous Decline

December 15th, 2002. The last night I watched an episode of The Simpsons as it aired. Season 14, Episode 6, number 297 overall. “The Great Louse Detective,” featuring Kelsey Grammar’s eighth appearance as Robert Underdunk “Sideshow Bob” Terwilliger.

It was, in a word, meh. No surprise there, obviously. No word has better summed up the feelings most of us have about the post-Principal Tamzarian (or PPT, as I shall henceforth call them) seasons of The Simpsons than “meh.” Though, in fairness, I knew about most later season through verbal or printed hearsay before now. Over 50% of all Simpsons episodes ever created aired after I ceased regularly viewing. And, despite my surety that the meh-itude continued apace, it always felt a little wrong to prejudge these hours and weeks of content from my once-favorite program. This is America, after all. Innocent until proven guilty.

With that in mind, I took it upon myself to sally forth on an epic and mildly punishing adventure into the dregs of allegedly mediocre TV Land. With most of life on hold due to the COVID-19 lockdown (including several weeks of furlough from my day job) I’ve had the time to brave the PPT years of The Simpsons. All of them. Thus, I hereby share my findings with the world, that those less courageous or with better social lives than I need not risk their sanity traveling down this same road. In brief snippets, of course. Like, two or three sentences apiece on average. There are hundred of these episodes and I…